Bride Behind The Mask (Frederick and Marguerite)

Chapter 101

Frederick was still in the water, his eyes fixed on Marguerite but he didn’t utter a word.

The more quiet he was, the more uneasy Marguerite felt.

She couldn’t focus, not daring to meet the man’s gaze. Her eyes darted about aimlessly but inadvertently locked onto his.

In that moment, Marguerite felt like a thief caught in the act; her panic kicking up a notch.

Sadie relished the sight and couldn’t resist stirring the pot. “Ms. Lockwood, there’s no ladder in this pool. Mr. Winston’s been swimming for a while and he might be pooped. Fancy giving him a hand?”

Marguerite sucked in a breath. Her muscles were taut and she muttered awkwardly, “Um… I’ll pull you up.”

With that, she approached the pool hesitantly reaching out her hand towards him.

Seeing her so jumpy, a mischievous glint appeared in Frederick’s eyes.

He had never seen this feminine side of Marguerite. She was like a scared little kitten waiting for his reassurance.

it would be if she was like this every

always lose his

softened. He quickly turned and swam

holding it up in the air. When Frederick’s cold hand shot out of the water, their hands were clasping. Marguerite felt like

he held onto her warm little hand tightly and kicked off the pool

hit the pool edge and splashed some water onto Marguerite,

chest. But it

shove from behind

she heard a loud splash

into the water together, locked in an

dear, Ms. Lockwood, I’m sorry I slipped

water soaked through Marguerite’s thin clothes. She hastily

*Cough, cough, cough…”

was coughing hard, her nose and ears

to Frederick like a lifeline,

that she didn’t even realize her chest had brushed against his

this, Sadie blushed like a rose and quickly turned

turned serious, his ears slightly burning, “Marguerite,

blinked her captivating eyes, her voice barely a whisper, “Can… can you